How to be BFFs with your Guides

Be BFFs with your guides

When everyone else seems to have a great spirit guide relationship and you can’t help feeling like you’ve been left out of the party, it isn’t true.

Even though they SEEM to have all the psychic mojo with their spirit guides whispering little messages in their ears, that may not be the case. If it makes you compare your inside experience with someone else’s social media update, chances are you might be better off as you are. It might make you want to work harder on your gifts or think you need to do another course on “how to talk to your spirit guides” but there’s an easier way.

Don’t bust a chakra

Working harder is actually not the answer. So, before you go out there and bust a chakra trying to connect to your spirit guide, just stop. The harder you try to reach out with your mind, the further away you will drift from creating a meaningful connection with your guides.

Think of your guides like BFFs in the real world

When you hang out with your best pals, it’s not a massive effort, it just happens and you enjoy each other’s company. The vibe is good and you are relaxed. That kind of relationship doesn’t just develop overnight. It’s something that is built over time. You have to work on it regularly, not just when you want something.

Check in with your guides regularly

Setting aside time to connect and build your spirit guide relationship doesn’t have to be laborious. Use odd down times like waiting for the bus, cooking dinner, or when your mind normally drifts off to other stuff. Most importantly, don’t compare yourself to others.

The truth is the psychic swag you think others have, may not be as amazing as they’d like you to believe.

Instead, nurture your own relationship with your guides. If you’d like a little helping hand with that, you can download The Ultimate Guide to Spirit Guides.

It will set you on the right path.

Guide to Spirit Guides

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Semi fictional story about me

In 1994, I had a midlife crisis, got a boob job and moved to Byron Bay.

Quickly realized there was nothing there but more boob jobs and white furniture, so I escaped faux-spiritual beach culture, went to Peru, and experimented with DMT.

While in Peru, fell in love with a Shaman who was really a plumber from Padstow, but stayed because of attachment issues.

After following a puma from the jungle, I holed up in a Scandi-style Air B’n’B and finally got enlightened.

Parts of this story are true.

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